You are the last drop of water…
…in my mouth.
You are the sun that warms me in the morning.
Your papa is going to be back.
Do not ever stop believing that.
I've seen your papa survive things most men can't.
When we came here, they insisted that we change.
Change our names…
…our language.
They even tried to change who we are.
Your papa taught us to hold on.
Now it is our turn to do the same for him.
Hold on.
Hold on to each other.
Hold on.